Saturday, September 27, 2008

small poem

a sidewalk stove
chubby hands make believe
sun- baked pies




*This weeks prompt at One Single Impression is fleeting. Visit OSI to read more responses.

18 comments:

anthonynorth said...

I like the implication in this. Clever image, too.

spacedlaw said...

Lovely snapshot of a moment.

SandyCarlson said...

That is a gorgeous image. With Deb's contribution this week, I am no longer facing early autumn but turning back and reflecting on the wonders of childhood and the power of imagination.

Crafty Green Poet said...

very sweet, as spacedlaw says - a lovely snapshot

gautami tripathy said...

sun-baked pies..

I loved making those. Long time ago....

temporal

teric said...

So sweet. I remember those days.

dsnake1 said...

:D

lovely image. short & sweet.:)

Cynthia said...

oh, this one makes me smile,
remembering, thanks susan.

Nancy Bea Miller said...

Wonderful!

Deborah Godin said...

Love the innocence of this image. We should do more of this kind of thing as adults!

Beth P. said...

Hi Susan--
For some reason, I can't see the image...but I'm imagining!

Thanks for this visceral image. I still love to play in the mud...

Beth

Beloved Dreamer said...

Your small poem carries a wallop!
You have caught this one so special
moment with your beautiful words.
Lovely work.

love-bd

qualcosa di bello said...

from your words...oh, what a flood of emotion/memory from my children in their younger days & even my own childhood...

fourwindshaiga said...

A perfect example of fleeting. My grandsons were only small about five minutes, it seems.

Susan, please tell your guy I said thank you!

tumblewords said...

sun/mud-pies are surely fleeting! Nice work!

Pam said...

What a tactile poem. It took me back into childhood which has defintely fled from me.

Patois said...

I shall forever take seconds (and thirds) of sun-baked pies.

Truly beautiful. "Chubby hands" just lends so much to the image I've conjured in my mind.

durablepigments said...

I adore this...